there’s a pause as percy stands there, watching wood as he just. . . exists in the showers. “the water is probably freezing by now.” he’s polite about it, looking more above oliver than at him. “fred and george said you were impossible to deal with right now, so i thought i’d come and get you out of your head.” he crosses his arms, mindful about keeping his head boy pin straight. “you’ve been in here long enough, wood. c’mon. it’s time to get some food and something to drink. you’ll get the next one.”
percy moves his wand from its pocket and flicks it, shutting off the water. “come now, ollie. you can mope in the common room, where it is decidedly drier.”
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